We had booked a villa over the Internet (some completely random site as you do) and were a little unsure of how it would pan out but it was a lovely place. Very well appointed and with a lovely swimming area.
The only downside was that the tiles around the pool edge got very slippery when wet (cue 80's rock music!) and Ben didn't really understand the command "Don't Run!". All this lead Auntie Alison to have daily heart failure!
Ben spent most of the holiday bare-ass naked and took this as an opportune moment to toilet train - although he did seem to think that the grassed area was his own personal toilet facility!
Amy spent most of the time in the pool and mainly fully clothed. She managed to swim pretty much the entire length of the pool without any kind of floatation devices and only minimal drama!
I've posted more of the pictures here but below are some of the key moments.
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